Zach â?? You are someone I wish I had met a long time ago. However, I know you were a loving, kind, intelligent, hardworking young man from everyone I talk to, someone I am proud to know. I know your grandmother Denise who is my cousin, and she told me a lot of wonderful things about you. Someday I will meet you though, up there in that High Place we call Heaven, and we can have a nice long talk about the great things you have already accomplished and about all of the things you were about to accomplish in your life ahead. Let me give you a poem I wrote a few years back when I finally figured out there are many things bigger than ourselves, but there is nothing bigger than the things we are put here to accomplish for those we love, of which you accomplished your full measure. Until later, Iâ??ll see you in my memory and in my prayers. Douglas W. Wells BUR OAKBright summer days, we toil in our workNothing is easy, but we march and never shirk.An empty space to fill, where now there is nothing There in the middle, but with what was the riddle.A big task it would be, to find the right treeTo stand there forever, that was the key.So off on my search, I looked far and wideTo this store and that store, it was a real chore.Week after week, but nothing was rightThen yesterday I saw it, standing almost out of sight.Behind others close to it, to stand in its wayHiding it like smoke, it was my Bur Oak.Into my cart, and not much to payI loaded it up, and went on my way.Tomorrow I planted it, right there in its placeIn the ground it nuzzled, the last piece of a puzzle.Just three rings young, but over me it was tallI looked up and looked up, and almost had a fall.Later that night, troubled I wasBut with some thought, the answer was bought.Bur Oak was not old, but would be some dayAnd I by then, would be long out of the way.At first it was sad, to know it like thatLose a race to a tree, surely not me.Then finally I saw, how it all works outAnd vanquished away, was my internal pout.Itâ??s not first or last, that matters the mostItâ??s the spaces we fill, that fulfills His will.So Bur Oak Iâ??ll watch you, filling in your big spaceSomeday from above, from my Heavenly place.And hopefully I pray, after your work is done tooThereâ??ll be a space for thee, right next to me.Copyright 2011 Douglas W. Wells. All rights Reservedhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LtcsKCiRAzc
